I am a work in progress. Some days I make more progress than others.
August 2002, when I returned home after my mother's death, I informed Husband that we would build our dream house within 3 years. That way, I figured we'd make it in 5. Looks like we'll make it in 6. I'll take it. Most, but not all, of the current entries deal with the saga of our dream house -- the current work in progress.